Stairway to Heaven
May 07, 2019
3 minutes
STORY ANDREW PARKINSON
’d be lying if I said I wasn’t slightly trepidatious about hopping aboard a boat in Stuart, Florida, just five hours before I had to catch a plane 90 miles down the coast in Fort Lauderdale. The agitated sea state awaiting us at the breakwater only added to my nerves. But as we began to slice our way through the short-frequency 5-foot swell and chop, never once landing hard, my cool was quickly restored with literally the swiftness of 1,600 horses.
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